The nights become longer
Sleep is now the enemy...
Freshly cut gashes
That pour out crimson...
Every time you hear me laughing
The more I'm crying inside...
Face down in your pillow, another night its all...
Holding your breath, trying to force yourself to...
I wipe the tears from my eyes
I've been crying again...
- If these scars could speak you would see that I'm falling apart.. And that all these scars are staining my heart.. - |
And everytime you tear inside, I want to take my life |
When the glass has shattered |